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at the time i was growing up in india i would have been limited. not having somebody to stop me in the streets... and ask me for my i.d. card or where i'm going. and not being surrounded by soldiers all the time. i thought there was a faster pace of life and more dynamic lifestyle. the liberty to apply... or actually practice any kind of business i wanted to practice here. even now, i still pinch myself and go, "my god, this is home." i mean, it still is amazing to me. they are seeking understanding. they are seeking well-being. they are seeking the future of themselves and their children like the first immigrants and pioneers that came to this country. okay. okay. good-bye. so, how's your brother ? fine. he says he is going to send me something to help me sleep. - maybe he could send something for me too. - you can't sleep, either ? no. i was up all night thinking about my future. i'm surprised you didn't fall asleep from boredom. - what's he sending ? - he wouldn't say. he wants to surprise me. maybe it's something to cancel out the five cups
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